Chapter 0010: The Feast

In less than the time it takes to burn half a stick of incense, beneath Xu Yi, countless corpses lay, their bones piled like mountains, blood flowing like a river

More adept at flattery, instead of approaching Young Master Zhou, they instead intercepted Xu Yi directly

The sound of hooves echoed as they struck the bluestone slabs of the training ground in front of the main gate of the Zhou family, with dust and spirit swirling in the air

Upon seeing this group of people, Young Master Zhou was almost brought to tears of joy, as this group of servants was indeed from his household, and those seven or eight prisoners were precisely the laborers who had been detained to work in his family's mine

Xu Yi, calm and unafraid, brandished her long knife and charged forward.

Xu Yi hated him to the bone, completely disregarding the chaos around him. He soared through the crowd, twisting his waist and waving his hands. The narrow sword at his waist, like a long plume of smoke, precisely pierced the heart of Young Master Zhou. With tremendous force, it sent Young Master Zhou crashing into the bronze-painted main door of the Zhou family mansion, violently smashing it open

The remaining few were also sent flying far away, their bodies shattered with countless broken bones, blood raining down in the air, and they were utterly unable to hinder Xu Yi in the slightest

The Zhou family has prospered in the region, with two generations of management. Their ancestral home has been expanded multiple times, and it has become the most magnificent household within a radius of several hundred miles

The servants came to their senses, cheering as they rushed towards Xu Yi

Xu Yi was filled with murderous intent, his mind drifting in a dreamlike haze. At times, the images and laughter of his stern father and loving mother would surface, while at other times, the bloody head of Da Huang would sway before his eyes. As long as the Zhou family was not extinguished, even if he were to attain Buddhahood or become an ancestor, he would find no peace.

At the moment the copper door was flung open, Master Zhou of the Zhou family, dressed in a Daoist robe, was calculating the accounts with the butler sporting a pair of whiskers resembling the character '八'. A sudden turn of events occurred, and the two of them were completely taken aback, standing frozen in the courtroom.

The deep-seated enmity accumulated over generations has left his heart as cold as iron, filled with a murderous intent that soars to the heavens

Covered in blood, Xu Yi wielded a large broadsword, seized from an unknown source. With a heavy step, he leaped up, the long blade flashing as two heads soared into the air. With a swift motion, he severed the head of Young Master Zhou, and with a quick grab, he caught the head of the Zhou family patriarch. He tied the long hair of both heads into a tight knot and secured them at his waist.

Young Master Zhou seems to have crawled back from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds, laughing wildly at the sky

Three burly men, resembling iron towers, either threw punches, swung knives, or brandished guns, all rushing to strike at Xu Yi's vital points, seemingly about to succeed. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Xu Yi had vanished, launching himself into the air, delivering three precise strikes, shattering the shoulders of the three men simultaneously, resulting in an explosive spray of blood.

As both sides pursued each other, the Zhou family's mansion was already in sight

At that moment, Xu Yi suddenly plunged into Old Master Zhou's study.

The astonishing killing intent finally overcame the fervor that was like the heavens. It is unknown who shouted first, but the crowd that surrounded them suddenly dispersed like a tide.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Gazing into the distance, the buildings resemble an ocean, with flying eaves and bracket sets, painted beams and carved rafters; truly, it is a vast expanse of thousands of grand houses, with beautiful residences like a forest.

Xu Yi's killing intent erupted, and his hatred for the Zhou family was deep-rooted. Upon seeing a group of house servants rushing over, he did not slow down in the slightest. He unleashed a furious strike at the heavenly gate, resembling a demonic bull crashing into the mortal realm

Xu Yi did not pursue further, but turned into the backyard and caught a fleeing maid

Seven or eight rushing servants were immediately smashed to pieces, while the two who arrived first were sent flying into the air, their bones shattered, leaving them unable to survive

Over the years, the instances in which Elder Feng has taken action can be counted on one hand; even when he does intervene, it is merely to offer guidance on the martial skills of the other guests of the Zhou family

After half a stick of incense, the expansive Zhou family mansion seemed to have transformed into an oil shop, with the scent of tung oil and kerosene wafting through the air

Before the words had left his mouth, he galloped madly past a group of servants.

At this moment, the heavy burden lifted, one felt as light as a swallow. After descending for several miles, the distance between one person and one horse was not far but rather close, merely the span of an arrow.

When strength and speed are comprehensively surpassed, the only outcome is overwhelming dominance

Before the words had left his mouth, hundreds of guests who were training in the vast arena, upon noticing the situation here, rushed over like the wind.

Every part of his body transformed into a lethal weapon, with an irresistible force and a movement as light as smoke, rendering Xu Yi's subordinates utterly incapable of putting up any resistance.

Even if he were to be killed, he would never have imagined that Xu Yi's martial arts had reached such a profound level. His legs could run faster than a flying horse, a skill that even Elder Feng did not possess

As Xu Yi was about to catch up, he turned around a peach orchard and unexpectedly encountered a group of people. It was a dozen or so strong men dressed as bodyguards, escorting seven or eight prisoners in tattered clothes, who were weighed down by heavy shackles, making their way slowly.

The narrow sword, resilient, pierced through the great door, yet continued to bend. Thus, Young Master Zhou was hung on his own door, his body stained with blood, his eyes wide open, and he breathed his last.

After counting the slashes, Xu Yi resolutely discarded the knife; his fists and body were the weapons he was most familiar with and the sharpest.

The reasoning is quite simple; the Zhou family is not Zhou Daoqian's family. Moreover, the Zhou family resides in the mountains and wilderness, accumulating wealth from mining, and does not need, nor can it afford, too many top-tier body refinement experts.

This is a feast of slaughter, two years of inhuman torment have earned him unimaginable power

Xu Yi surged forward fiercely, leaving a trail of blood and gore in his wake. The group of prisoners suddenly became invigorated, grinning savagely as they surrounded the rolling house servants, and immediately, even more anguished wails echoed through the air

Upon witnessing this scene, Young Master Zhou was so frightened that his soul left his body, and he fled on horseback.

One hundred taels of silver, when distributed, results in an average income of over ten taels per person, which is indeed more than what they earn through a year of hard work.

Young Master Zhou was so frightened that his voice became hoarse, desperately kicking the white horse, completely oblivious to the strong horse beneath him, and had already begun to foam at the mouth

A group of servants, upon recognizing the lofty Young Master Zhou riding towards them, were about to kneel and pay their respects when they heard Young Master Zhou shout hoarsely, "Don't just stand there like corpses, stop that bastard behind us! A reward of one hundred taels!"

At that moment, the numerous guests and servants of the Zhou family finally arrived, rushing towards Xu Yi as if in a frenzy

However, although the group of servants did not hinder Xu Yi in the slightest, they ultimately allowed Xu Yi to change his techniques while on the run, and with this single change, Young Master Zhou managed to escape several more zhang away.

Hahaha ... ... You little rascal, come again!

Even Elder Feng was merely dispatched by Zhou Daoqian at the request of Young Master Zhou's father, Lord Zhou.

It can be said that Young Master Zhou and the entourage of the Zhou family are completely unaware of the vast and unattainable gap between the peak of body refinement and those below that peak

Zhou Jiahao is wealthy, and on one side, Xu Yi is unwilling to return empty-handed from the treasure mountain.

One person and one horse, one chasing and one pursued, in the blink of an eye they had galloped over ten miles. Young Master Zhou's heart was like a catfish that had suddenly come ashore, thrashing desperately within his chest.

It is said that the Zhou family has nearly one hundred retainers, yet among them, the only one at the peak of body refinement is Elder Feng.

As they clearly saw Xu Yi's appearance, some recognized him as the frail young man from Xu Family Village who told stories. They shouted out loud, and immediately, the cheers grew more fervent, and the rush became more frantic, completely forgetting why their young master had fled in such a panic

Young Master Zhou could not have imagined that ever since Xu Yi began his martial arts training, he started to bear immense weights to refine his body, practicing a path that is difficult for ordinary people to emulate